Am I still in the glum nightmare?
Or am I mere stoned?
Tiny bit of reason still remains in my right hand
That power of ache will just keep me alive

Can't touch nothing about the world
But the truth almost has revealed
Then smash out the future told
It's time to end these miseries
Latch off my vagus nerve
What color is my blood red, black or white?
Now I'm getting ready
Oh, where are my frenemies

If I got to lose control
Will you kill me first?
Deep rooted anger still remains in my right hand
That power of ache will just keep me alive

Can't touch nothing about the world
But the truth almost has revealed
Then smash out the future told
It's time to end these miseries
Latch off my vagus nerve
What color is my blood red, black or white?
Now I'm getting ready
Oh, where are my frenemies

Have I gone so mad?
The pain's through my blood

Can't touch nothing about the world
But the truth almost has revealed
Then smash out the future told
It's time to end these miseries
Latch off my vagus nerve
What color is my blood red, black or white?
Now I'm getting ready
Oh, where are my frenemies